"Auntie, I'm back." Zhao Yu instantly smiled when he saw Song Qing and waved his hand at her.

Song Qing stood upstairs and looked at the children waving at her downstairs, only to feel as if her heart was tickled by a feather.

His eyes fell on Zhao Yu's face, and Song Qing was about to speak, but a blurry picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

The blurred picture shows a woman sitting in a courtyard in a period costume while she holds a small baby in her arms.

The woman was looking down and teasing the child, as if she was saying something softly.

"What's that......"

I wanted to think about it carefully, but I found that my mind was clear again, as if the blurry picture that flashed just now was just an illusion of hers.

But Song Qing was sure that she wasn't hallucinating just now, she really seemed to have seen something.

But when I think about it, I don't have anything in my memory.

What the hell was that?

Is a woman holding a child?

Thinking of the flashing picture just now, Song Qing actually felt that his fingertips were cold.

What was it that had just crossed her mind?

Although Song Qing had no expression on his face, he had already set off a huge wave in his heart.

When Song Qing was thinking about things, he found that the boy who was already standing in front of him grabbed his hand.

"Auntie, your face is wrong, are you uncomfortable there?"

Zhao Yu's voice pulled Song Qing's thoughts back, and looked down at the anxious appearance of the boy in front of him, Song Qing reached out and touched his head.

"It's okay, I just thought of something."

Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "So that's the case, it scared me." ”

"Come on, auntie, see what delicious food I bought you." Zhao Yu said and pulled Song Qing into the house.

Standing at the coffee table, Zhao Yu put the things he was carrying on the table, and then opened the bag.

"I thought that by the time my aunt woke up, she would be hungry. So I went to the restaurant in advance and packed a meal for you and came back. ”

"Speaking of this, I'm angry, the restaurant owner looked at me small, and thought I was going to eat the overlord meal, I look like the kind of person who doesn't pay for eating?" (?_?' from His Majesty's Contempt of the King)

Zhao Yu complained while putting half of the stewed chicken, shredded potatoes, and fried vegetables on the table one by one.

Song Qing listened to Zhao Yu's voice, his eyes fell on the coffee table, looking at the rice and vegetables packed in the lunch box, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

I felt that my eyes were a little moist, and when Song Qing reacted, I found that my face was cold.

She actually cried.

Zhao Yu was talking when he found his mother standing beside him crying.

"Mom, no, auntie, why are you crying?" Zhao Yu panicked when he saw Song Qing like this, and he was at a loss, wanting to reach out and wipe her tears.

found that he was too short to reach, so he could only hold Song Qing's hand.

"Auntie, don't cry, did Yu'er do something wrong to make you unhappy?"

Song Qing looked down at the child standing in front of him, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his cheek.

"No ......" Song said softly, half-squatting in front of Zhao Yu, looking at the boy in front of him and reaching out to hold her into his arms.

"I just think it's good that you're my son."

Zhao Yu was held in Song Qing's arms for a while, and then he blushed and held back a sentence.

"I, I'm your son!"

Listening to Zhao Yu's helpless voice, Song Qing did not speak.

If it was before, she really felt that she had nothing to do with Zhao Cheng's father and son.